"What, the Thok? The great Thok is in hell for trampling through your fields? Surely there can't be a single Thok in hell."
The young farmhand tilts his head back gargles his lip herbs before launching a massive mucus of spittle onto his boot. "Ye-up, that there crazy beef cake went straight down to hek. Hell is full of Thokery now."
"Beef cake?" A silent mutter as the town banker casually strolls by. "Why I know the exact individual you speak of with that rather vague description."
He stops and digs his hands in his pockets to reveal an crumbled up gum wrapper.
"The crazy fellow gave me this before running but naked into the woods screaming at the top of his lungs."
"I'm going to Thok you up." Everyone chimed in as the coincidence sparks a suspicion of a greater plot being revealed.
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